Rusty Stiletto's blog

Last night, I passed up a big work shindig in favour of going to derby training. Now, we're not talking regular after work drinks on a Friday... this was a no holds barred casino night, complete with high roller gaming tables, costumes, a free flowing champagne tower and a g-e-n-uine crooner. Normally, I'd be one of the last sad cases left at the end of the night, demanding the dj play the theme song from Dirty Dancing.

But this particular Friday, I gave that all up so I could go skating. Very out of character! And it got me thinking about why I love going to training so much.